As you come to him, the living Stone--rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him--you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 2: 4-5

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Taking after his Grandpa

Josh had his cross country banquet tonight. This was his first year running on the team, and really his first year running period, and he earned the very last spot on the varsity team. Here is a picture of him with his certificate and the pin for his letterman jacket, if he decides to get one. He at first decided that he didn't want one...but I think that now that he has that cool little pin (and a girlfriend that may want to wear it now and again) he might just want one. Look at what a man he is! (and please ignore the dirty window behind him...I promise I'm going to get off my duff and clean sometime soon!)

At the banquet, I realized how we just don't fit into any group of parents. All of the parents there had high school kids, with their youngest being middle or upper elementary. Hannah was the only toddler there, which made it all the more embarrassing when we got back to our table and she declared it "scary" because other people had sat down with us and proceeded to have a tantrum. And even more noticeable when she started running around and "bopping" us with her wand that she insisted she bring. Can I just say that the other parents looked a lot more relaxed?